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These men of murder are the symptom of a creed that lies as far away from God as is possible to conceive and do not represent Islam anymore than George Bush, Tony Blair and Halliburton represented Christianity, or ordinary, secular Europeans and Americans when they profited from the bombing of innocent Iraqis.

In a world that idolises the eternally ageless - the youthful dead, if you will - we are less inclined to value the lifelines that marble the face of a woman. We tend to turn away from the woman who looks at us and says: I've completed my life. I know me.

Since Judy Finnigan's wardrobe malfunction at the National Television Awards, I'm pretty sure she's gone about her day without men pulling open her dress, juggling her jubblies and cheerily reassuring her, "everyone's seen them anyway".

This year's Celebrity Big Brother has to go down as one of the most shambolic seasons in reality TV history. Just look at last Saturday night's show - an alleged sexual assault and derogatory racial slurs all in one episode.

After the build-up that had TV executives instructing lawyers to watch and listen to every word that Katie Hopkins spoke, it is a statement of how far Big Brother has plunged that she has become a voice of reason and has even garnered some sympathetic ears.

Sometimes the magnitude of everything you want to do in your lifetime is so overwhelming that you don't do any of them at all. Read all of Game of Thrones, re-visit chess, triathlon training - the list trundles on and on.

The final twist, if twist it is, was that Katie Hopkins had to be nice to everyone or risk suffering her worst nightmare. We weren't told what that was, but I should imagine it's being ignored. Oh, the two slebs up for eviction are Chloe Goodman and Alexander O'Neal.

Stephen Fry and Elliot Spencer have an age gap and a fairly significant one which, in the eyes of a shocking quantity on social media, is akin to the kicking of a fluffy kitten. Quite how it is anybody's business as to the details of the private life of two consenting adults is beyond me.

The male grooming industry has erupted in the past five years and is now a multi-million pound industry growing by the minute, with areas such as Liverpool, Newcastle, Essex and London taking president over the evolution, presenting an organic cultural advertising campaign showing men how to make themselves look good and still getting the girl.

Katie Hopkins does not represent fat women, in fact she doesn't represent women in the UK at all, so despite her attempt to speak on behalf of us all... she can't possibly. I will not be watching the show and I implore you not to, not even for curiosity's sake.

Nastiness appears to have become a habit, a mindset. Fuelled by the often anonymous, cowardly vitriol of social media, hatred has become the default emotion in our society. We're told Josie Cunningham is a scrounging cow, rather than the dim and probably vulnerable person that she actually is. We're led to believe all politicians are corrupt and on the make, as opposed to what they probably are which is mostly hard-working, committed and actually underpaid. There I said it. Underpaid. You probably hate me now don't you?

Your first thoughts on Katie Hopkins could be that she's a poisonous attention-seeker. On greater depth you can see that Hopkins raises some valid points and thoughts but phrases them in the most insensitive and hurtful ways. Is this the only way to get listeners to pay attention?..

Ok, I don't know Mick Jagger personally though he was kind enough to pose for this recent selfie and made my two kids very happy. (Thanks, Sir M, you're a gent!) What I do know, from my own lifetime in the performing arts, is that he and other musicians understand time rather differently to the rest of the world.

I know I sound nihilistic but I do try to make peace with my pessimism. Even in childhood, my thoughts were never cuddly and warm. They were mostly unforgiving and I know no one is as cruel to me as me. I've always lobbed grenades at myself. If I try and stop, the thoughts get more persistent. The only thing I have to ease the situation is that I practice mindfulness and have done for many years. Every morning I sit in one place and it's agony because my mind is screaming for me to get up, do something...